| The Corrupted
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Kari Takara
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Early Twenties
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Osaka
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Unemployed
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| Dharma:
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P'o
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| Chi Balance:
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Yang
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| Beautiful Monster
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- Dirt. Little Takara was born in the slums of Tokyo during the Tokugawa Shogunate, in 1874, near the end of the final feudal shogunate in the Empire. Her father was a street sweeper, and her mother was a rat catcher. She grew up surrounded by poverty, disease and abuse of power. A life of similar seemed fated.
- Grime. Takara ended up a prostitute after both of her parents succumbed to sickness and passed away. She sold herself, and it was a terrible life. She was malnourished and hateful, and eventually she succumbed to disease in 1892. She was glad to die.
- Pus. Unfortunately for little Takara, the cycle wasn't done with her yet. She ended up in the Hell of Burrowing Maggots, ruled over by Rangda, the Mistress of Pestilence. She spent a decade in that horrid place, until she finally snapped. She murdered her way out.
- Blood. When she came to from her monstrous weeks as a feral hunter, she had been captured by the Devil Tigers of Nagasaki. The year was 1902. She was furious at the Cycle, and at everything, but she focused that into her training and study. She joined the Devil Tigers, with a strong leaning towards the ways of the Thrashing Dragons. She manipulated Yakuza, slowly gaining influence and income.
- Phlegm. When America bombed her country she was on the edge of the city of Nagasaki, her new home. She watched as a flash of light burned away everything she'd built, and corrupted every Dragon Nest and line of Chi in the city.
- Fire. She began to sleep and live within the ruins of the city, not caring for the defiled Chi, as she was slipping into insanity. She was eventually rediscovered by others, and brought back to some semblance of sanity.
- Etiquette. For the last one hundred and twelve years she has operated from Nagasaki, slowly working a network throughout the rest of Japan. In 1970 she traveled to San Francisco, weaving her web into the Japanese who had fled there.
- Tears. A few months ago she got into extreme conflict with another Kuei-Jin. She fled the city, moving slowly and carefully down the coast. Now she has come to the beautiful city of Prospect.
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| Songs
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Marilyn Manson - Man That you Fear
- The ants are in the sugar
- The muscles atrophied
- We're on the other side, the screen is us and we're t.v.
- Spread me open,
- Sticking to my pointy ribs
- Are all your infants in abortion cribs?
- I was born into this
- Everything turns to shit
Marilyn Manson - The Nobodies
- Today I am dirty
- I want to be pretty
- Tomorrow, I know I'm just dirt
- Fear the nobodies
- Wanna be Somebodies
- We're dead,
- We know just who we are
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| Contacts
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The Shamed
None - None.
The Sunset People
None - None
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| The One Thousand Hells
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xxxxxTo Come.
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